day lily

i am an ordinary man

who hopes in some special way

this sin won’t be used against him

as he goes about his day

to be gone by night

and slumped in his bed

still

but still stumbling on about what happened

maybe yesterday

or two years ago

when there was a chance to not be so ordinary

a day lily maybe

i don’t know

but i had things to do

like this day

that i wanted to one day be the day

without all the inconvenience and responsibility of it

for i am just an ordinary man

i think i dream that night

though i don’t remember

and the day has already gone too much

that night is coming like a mouth

i yawn

*

when i see someone i don’t know

i try to smile

for though they only inhabit a brief moment

the in between of hello and goodbye

like the first snow flake

always melting for the storms ahead

i may meet them again

and remember that they

made me smile

when i didn’t even know them

*

her hair

150 feet up

a sun to some

though not to big shadows

which she fell into

and onto on this day

so warmly

so totally

like an angel come

to herald the ends of time